Waiting for Assange

I think what this placard means to say is, We can all be a bit of an Assange sometimes. Would probably not hold up in court, anyway.

Swedish television was on the scene.

They waited patiently, perhaps for Assange to whoomph open his curtains ("Now, a bit of well-deserved sunlight for old 'Ssangey …"). 

I, meanwhile, had my mind set on higher things. With one finger planted firmly on the international pulse, I framed this solemn portrait of the Ecuadorian flag. 

 

Upon returning home I realised it was in fact the Columbian flag. Fiddlesticks!